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The Notorious B.I.G.( Notorious BIG )
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Unbelieveable
Lyricist:Robert Kelly, Chris Martin, Christopher Wallace
Live from Bedford Stuyvesant's, the livest one Representin' BK to the fullest Gats I pull it, bastards duckin' when Big be buckin' Chicken heads be cluckin' in my bathroom fuckin'
It ain't nuttin', they know Big be handlin' With the Mac in the act all paneling Bandaging MC's, oxygen they can't breathe Mad tricks up the sleeve, red boxers so my dick can breathe
Breeze through in the Q-45 by my side, lyrical high And those that rushes my clutches get put on crutches Get smoked like dutches from the master Hate to blast ya, but I have ta, you see I smoke a lot
Your life is played out like Kwame And them fuckin' polka dots Who rock the spot? Biggie You know how the weed yo, unbelievable
B I G, G I E, A K A, B.I.G., get it? Biggie Also known as the boon appetite Rappers can't sleep need sleepin' Big keep creepin' Bullets heat seekin', casualties need treatin' Dumb rappers need teachin'
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Lesson A, don't fuck with B-I, that's that, oh I, thought he was wack Oh come, come now, why y'all so dumb now Hunt me or be hunted, three hundred and fifty-seven ways To summer sautee, I'm the winner all day
Lights get dimmer down Biggie's hallway My forte causes Caucasians to say He sounds demented, car weed scented If I said it, I meant it bite my tongue for no one Call me evil or unbelievable
Buck shots out the sun roof of Lexus Coupe's Leave no witnesses, what you think this is Ain't no amateurs here, I damage and tear MC's fear me, they too near not to hear me
Clearly, I'm the triple beam dream One thousand grams of uncut to the gut It seems fucked up, the way I touched up the grill Tryin' to play gorilla, when you ain't no killer
The gats by your liver, your upper lip quiver Get ready to die, tell God I said hi And throw down some ice, for the nicest MC Niggaz know the steelo, unbelievable
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